Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Austria and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Leaves to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Gil Scott Heron,
James White and The Blacks,
E-Dancer,
Procol Harum,
Nirvana,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Gun Club,
Country Teasers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Amon Düül II,
Outsiders,
Gang Starr,
Arab on Radar,
Bootsy Collins,
The Moleskins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amazonics,
The Invisible,
the Normal,
PIL,
Spandau Ballet,
Bang On A Can,
Oneida,
Kerrie Biddell,
Underground Resistance,
Banda Bassotti,
Soul II Soul,
Masters at Work,
Quando Quango,
Girls At Our Best!,
AZ,
Arthur Verocai,
Ohio Players,
Roy Ayers,
MDC,
Technova,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
LL Cool J,
Amon Düül,
Goldenarms,
F. McDonald,
The Leaves,
Au Pairs,
Black Sheep,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Albert Ayler,
Pulsallama,
Michelle Simonal,
Joey Negro,
Harry Pussy,
The Count Five,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Accadde A,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
X-102,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.